Privileges

O Lord God,

Teach me to know that grace goes before, accompanies, and follows my salvation,
   that it sustains the redeemed soul,
   that not one link of its chain can ever break.
From Calvary's cross, wave upon wave of grace
   reaches me,
   deals with my sin,
   washes me clean,
   renews my heart,
   strengthens my will,
   draws out my affection,
   kindles a flame in my soul,
   rules throughout my inner person,
   consecrates my every thought, word, and work,
   teaches me your immeasurable love.

How great are my privileges in Christ Jesus!
Without him I stand far off, a stranger, an outcast;
   in him I draw near and touch his kingly scepter.
Without him I dare not lift up my guilty eyes;
   in him I gaze upon my Father-God and Friend.
Without him I hide my lips in trembling shame;
   in him I open my mouth in petition and praise.
Without him all is wrath and consuming fire;
   in him all is love, and rest for my soul.
Without him gaping hell and eternal anguish are below me;
   in him hell's gates are barred to me by his precious blood.
Without him darkness spreads its horrors in front of me;
   in him an eternity of glory is my boundless horizon.
Without him all within me is terror and dismay;
   in him every accusation is changed to joy and peace.
Without him all my circumstances call for my condemnation;
   in him they all minister to my comfort,
   and are to be enjoyed with thanksgiving.
Praise be to you for grace,
   and for the unspeakably great gift of Jesus.